Chapter 247: How the "Liar" Was Made (1)

Sheng Xizhou sat on his knees, and the fingers on the edge of the bed seemed to be about to be broken by him.

The sharp pain in his heart came too suddenly, at first it was only a dense slight tingling, but this pain suddenly became more severe, and he fell to his knees and could not get up.

The internal organs in the body seemed to spasm.

He should let go, he shouldn't have kept staring at this picture.

But......

But his subconscious was very reluctant.

The gaze is uncontrollable, and the brain cannot manipulate the eyes.

Even if the pain was unbearable, he still had to stare at the smiling girl in the photo, stubbornly staring at this face, trying to remember something.

It's a blank slate.

A little deeper, it hurts as if you will die in the next second.

Sheng Xizhou let out a cry of pain, and his eyes were dark.

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His patience was already extremely strong, but he still couldn't resist this great pain like cooking oil on fire.

He leaned against the edge of the bed and broke out in a cold sweat.

Poor tears hung from her eyelashes.

At this moment, Sheng Xizhou looked like he had never seen a weak state.

His tears, like a faucet that can't be turned off, continue to fall silently down his eyes, and his delicate and beautiful face is wet.

I don't know how long it took, Sheng Xizhou finally recovered from this inhuman torture.

He shuddered and raised his hand, the tear-soaked spot of the photo in his palm was a little mottled, and he carefully wiped the water stains off it with a tissue.

Tightly clenched photos.

He couldn't wait to get an answer.

In the depths of my mind, there is only my own voice, very soft, but very firm:

"I will always protect you, I just like you. ”

Who to protect?

Who do you like?

Why can't I remember a little.

Why can't I remember even a fragment of fragments?

Only those eyes.

At first, like a bright color, a moth slammed into his black and white world like a flame.

Sheng Xizhou pinched the photo and rushed out, he knocked on the courtyard door opposite, and stood under the eaves in thin clothes, with a pale complexion and no look on his face.

Jiang Zhi heard a knock on the door, and she didn't plan to open it.

In the middle of the night, who knows what Sheng Xizhou is crazy again.

Jiang Zhi felt that Sheng Xizhou was a person who could do everything, what if he wanted to come over and strangle her?

She didn't think that she and Sheng Xizhou's sleep once would be able to reverse her bad and annoying impression in his heart.

His attitude towards her will not change.

Since the reunion, he has been unapologetic.

Either to kill her, or to find someone to turn her.

Sheng Xizhou's knock on the door lasted for a long time.

It was as if she hadn't opened the door, and he would have been able to stand like this all night.

Jiang Zhi was afraid that he would disturb the people, and before she was killed by the noise, the neighbors in the neighborhood might not be able to stand it and come to scold people.

She had no choice but to go downstairs, the weather was slightly cold at night, and when she went downstairs, she was wrapped in a shawl, she still didn't open the door, standing inside, talking to him through the door: "Sheng Xizhou, what are you doing when you come to disturb the people in the middle of the night?"

Sheng Xizhou's voice was completely hoarse: "I have something I want to ask you." ”

Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't blame her for thinking that something was wrong, because his voice sounded so bad.

"Say, hurry up, I'm going to sleep. ”

"You come out. ”

"I don't dare. ”

"Why?"

Jiang Zhi really didn't dare, she was okay during the day, but at night she was really afraid of him.

In the past, every time Sheng Xizhou blocked her, it was after dark.

"I'm afraid you're going to strangle me. ”

Sheng Xizhou was silent for a long time: "I won't." ”

Jiang Zhi didn't believe him: "What do you promise me?"

Sheng Xizhou was questioned by her and had nothing to say, and he had long lost trust in her heart.

He did those things before.

Trample on her, insult her, take the lead in bullying her.

Probably the only time he raised his noble hand and let her go was when he was merciful enough not to pull her hearing aids out of her ears.

It was the young man, the last bit of kindness he had for her.

Sheng Xizhou said: "Even if I want to kill you, I will not trick you out and kill you again, I have always done bad things above board." ”

That's a good point.

Sheng Xizhou's voice was tired: "Come out, when I beg you." ”

Jiang Zhi felt that it was rare for him to hear a word from his mouth in his life.

She was in a trance, and after a long silence she slowly opened the door, but still standing a few steps away from him, she couldn't see the look on his face.

Sheng Xizhou couldn't see anything except that his face was a little pale.

He took out the photo in his hand: "This is you." ”

Jiang Zhi glanced at the photo, and she fell silent.

Yes, she was right, and she didn't need to answer at all.

Sheng Xizhou asked in a low voice, "Why is your photo in my room?"

It was even hidden.

Carefully tucked into that book.

The Little Prince.

Has the lonely little prince found his rose?

Jiang Zhi stood under the lamp, and she said, "You should ask yourself, I didn't put it." ”

Even this photo was taken secretly by him.

At that time, he suddenly told his mother to ask for a new mobile phone, the kind that can take pictures.

Before that, he had no means of communication.

Not interested in mobile phones.

In fact, the young Sheng Xizhou was not interested in anything but Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi got out of school that day, and pulled him to see the pomegranate tree that bloomed at the entrance of the alley, and she also saw a few small blue-white pomegranates, and laughed happily.

Then I found out that Sheng Xizhou was filming her.

When she found out, his ears even turned red.

Sheng Xizhou also went to the photo studio to wash out the photos, two.

She waited for a long time, whispering to him, not understanding what was there to wash out the photos in the phone.

What age is it! The photos in the phone will not be lost.

It's going to be there.

"I can't remember. Sheng Xizhou said: "I can't remember anything, we used to have a good relationship, didn't we?"

"I can't be sure. ”

"I like you?"

"I don't know. Jiang Zhi really didn't know anything about him, and he really didn't know why he had amnesia: "I went back to sleep." ”

It doesn't matter if you don't get an answer from her.

Sheng Xizhou was just, and he suddenly wanted to see her just now.

He put the photo away, and instead of going home, he went to the hospital.

At this point, of course, the psychology department has long been gone.

However, the crown prince of the Sheng family came, and the dean had to come over in person.

Don't be afraid of anything else, he really can't see the light of day when he was in the hospital.

Let him know that it's really all over.

When I think about it, it's even more unimaginable.

Back then, his mother was too decisive.

In order for him to inherit the Sheng family smoothly, his biological son is not distressed.

The dean greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Sheng, why did you come to us so late?"

Sheng Xizhou looked at the white wall in the hospital for a while, "Just take a look, by the way, I want to ask what illness I had back then?"

The dean pretended to be surprised: "Didn't your mother say that? You were an autistic personality and a little depressed at that time. ”

Sheng Xizhou was silent: "What about the medical records?"

The dean's forehead was sweating: "It's been too long, and it's really not easy to find." ”

Sheng Xizhou took off his leather gloves, and the gun in his hand had already been pushed to the dean's head: "Can you find it out like this?"

The dean gasped, his legs weakened with fright, "It should... OK. ”

It's good to fake a fake one.

Let him know that what he had experienced before would be even more terrible than being held at gunpoint now.

Sheng Xizhou stared at the white wall in the ward, as if he was familiar with it.

The intermittent fragments are still unclear when I think about them.

Snow-white walls on all sides.

He was like he had been fished out of the water, and he was soaking wet.

Doctors, nurses, and his mother.

He was so painful that his hands and feet spasmed, and he begged softly: "Mom, let me go." ”